4 reviews. huzzahhh. comeon people i know you can do better than that. haha but really. thad be awesome if you did.

ix-nay on me owning any of the newsies. or delancys. or medda (whose comming). i do own Caedmon and her family. Tango owns herself. i think thats it... oh and sadly i dont own Teddy Geiger either ((sighs)) hes wonderful. as is his song Confidence (for you i will) download, buy, preview...whatever you should go and listen. :)

continue.

RIIIING!

Finally! thought Caedy as she got up from her seat and headed towards the door. Could that class have taken any longer? She was leaving her 2nd period class, AP U.S. History. She really didn't know anyone in the class, so she sat there and took notes all period. BORING. She did say hi to one kid who was next to her…freaky Goth kid (AN) who said his name was Morris or something. So much for being nice to new people.

Caedy had finally made it to her locker, but it wouldn't open. After what seemed like a million tries, Caedy threw her binder and purse down in frustration and started banging on the locker. "Oh.My.God.Why.Wont.You.Open!" she muttered as she banged her head on the locker.

"Uh, you need some help with that?" asked a voice off to her left. Caedy looked up and met a pair of questioning eyes. "You mind if I try?" he asked. Caedy just nodded numbly. Wow. He was gorgeous. He slid in front of her and started taping on her locker, turning the dial both ways. And magically, it opened!

"How'd you…without my…" Caedy managed. Wow, I'm brilliant.

"Ah, the skills of a misspent youth…" (AN2) he replied. "See you around." He smiled at her, turned around, and left. It took every ounce of self-discipline Caedy had not to run after him and ask him to marry her. She leaned against the lockers, sighed, and sliped down.

"Hey Caedy! Why are you on the floor?" said a familiar voice. It was Tony.

"Hey Tony. I just met the most amazing guy ever and I just stood there."

"Ah, you mean Jack? Yeah, he tends to have that effect on people. Don't call me Tony, my mother calls me that…just use Racetrack."

"You know this guy?"

"Yeah, he's in our group or whatever. You haven't met the rest of us have you? Well, hopefully you will soon. We're like family to each other."

"And sometime more than family…" offered a new girl. She was about 5' with long brown hair and green eyes. "Some of our relationships have become more than platonic"

"Caedy, this is my girlfriend Lydia. Call her Tango though."

"Its my favorite dance! But sadly I have to sneak out at night to go dancing cause this goofus has 2 left feet."

"Hi, Tango. Nice to meet you." RIIIING "Well damn. I'm off."

"Well, where you going?" asked Tango. "Maybe Race can tell you where it is. I'm hopeless with directions."

"PALs, with B lunch in-between. I qualified at my old school and they decided to accept me here."

"Awesome, that where I'm headed! Race's got PE. He's pathetic, isn't he?"

"HEY! Watch who you're calling pathetic…Miss I'm-a-member-of-the-Tiger-Eyes!" Race retorted as he lead the way to 3rd period.

"The dance team is not pathetic Race, take it back." Tango exclaimed.

"So Caedy, where do you want to go for lunch? You and Tango get to eat off-campus today since we are going to visit our PALees." Race said.

"Wherever. Where do you want to go, Tango," asked Caedy, glancing at the girl. She was fuming, sending daggers at her boyfriend.

"Ignore her, she gives me the silent treatment when she gets mad. Well, here you are, Mrs. Larkson's room. She's the greatest. Have fun kiddos!" Race didn't even try to hug Tango goodbye. She was still pissed.

The two juniors walked into the classroom. Caedy recognized 3 people. Kyle, David, and

"YOU!" she shouted pointing a finger.

ohhh yess a cliffy:) 2 to 1 you already know who it is...but w/e.

AN: no offense to Goths or anything...they're actualll pretty cool...please dont take offense to it.
2: ahhh the Skulls. gotta have my fill of Joshua Jackson. ((melts))

ok so reallll problemo here... i cant keep updating unless i get some characters...i mean i CAN but i don wanna write it that way, ya know...

so read, review, fight AIDS, leave a casting call, ya know...da works

love to alll
-gandee